Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

The fire engulfed the warehouse, which had long been covered with gasoline by Su Qing,

The fire started quickly. After a while, thick black smoke billowed. Choking josin.

The flames raged. Josin fought back her tears and cut the rope around her wrist.

"Come on, don't panic. Josin, you can."

Finally, the rope tied to her wrist was cut, and the burning fire became more prosperous.

The oxygen in the warehouse gradually decreased, and josin could feel the thin air even if he squatted down.

Josin squatted down and slowly found his mouth. Even the air in the air was hot. With less and less time, the beam on the warehouse is about to lose its hold. When it falls, the situation must be worse.

damn. Where the hell is the exit? Why is this warehouse so complicated?

"Josin, how did you break the rope? I underestimated you. I agreed to let you bury me. You don't want to escape!"

Su Qing came to catch josin. She must not let josin escape.

Qiao Xin's eyes are cold. Su Qing wants to die. She doesn't want to die!

Behind Su Qing is a pile of goods. I don't know what it is. The burning is booming.

"I'm not sure whether I'm dead or not, but you go to death!" josin showed his greatest strength. Push Su Qing into the pile of goods and turn around to stop looking at her.

"Ah! You bitch..." Su Qing's shrill scream came from behind. Qiao Xin ignored her. Go on.

Don't you want to die? Su Qing. I'll help you! Enjoy it. You asked for these!

More and more uncomfortable, the fire all over the sky, even exhaling is a difficult thing.

Josin hasn't found an exit yet, but she's confused now. Josin knew he had reached the limit.

Holding on to the wall, josin looked at the exit that was still some distance away. It's usually a few steps away. Why is it so far now

"Josin, josin, are you here?"

"Josin, josin..."

The moment before fainting, josin, in a trance, heard someone call her name.

Josin tried to stay conscious. Did anyone come to her? Was she saved?

Is it si ye? Si ye came to save her!

"Luo Wenyu, why are you here?" the man in front of him was Luo Wenyu.

The light in Qiao Xin's eyes disappears. Does Luo Wenyu come to save Su Qing?

"Stop talking, cover your mouth and nose with this wet pad, and I'll take you out." Luo Wenyu gave him the wet pad in his hand, bent over and hugged Qiao Xin.

"Are you......" are you looking for the wrong person? Su Qing, she's still inside.

Before he finished, josin fainted.

At the moment of closing her eyes, she seemed to see Yan Siye, who was running towards her.

Banquet Secretary Ye looked at her with worry and pain in his eyes. His carefully sorted hair was scattered and his skirt was no longer neat.

Josin felt that she really loved the banquet night at the moment.

He's running towards her. He's coming to save her!

"Si ye, I'm fine, you..." don't worry!

Josin fainted before he finished his words.

Banquet Secretary Ye approached Luo Wenyu. He held Qiao Xin in his arms. Josin's little face had been painted, and a few ashes remained on her face. It looked very lovely.

"Thank you, Mr. Luo, for rescuing my wife. The banquet family will have great thanks another day." the banquet Secretary night found Qiao Xin from Luo Wenyu's arms and hugged Qiao Xin more tightly.

He finally found her. Fortunately, josin was fine, otherwise he would not forgive those people.